Текст песни Drink up the Cider - Foster , Allen
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pass 
                                                me 
                                                round 
                                                the 
                                                jug
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                garden's 
                                                nigh 
                                                well 
                                                dug
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                dung 
                                                all 
                                                o'er 
                                                your 
                                                taters
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                half 
                                                way 
                                                up 
                                                thy 
                                                gaters
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there's 
                                                still 
                                                more 
                                                cider 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                jug
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                to-night 
                                                we'll 
                                                merry 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                knock 
                                                the 
                                                milkmaids 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                roll 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clover
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                corn's 
                                                half-cut 
                                                and 
                                                so 
                                                are 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thee's 
                                                been 
                                                going 
                                                far
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thee's 
                                                getting 
                                                quite 
                                                    a 
                                                start
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                cheeks 
                                                are 
                                                getting 
                                                redder
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                charterhouse 
                                                to 
                                                cheddar
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there's 
                                                still 
                                                more 
                                                cider 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                jar
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                to-night 
                                                we'll 
                                                merry 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                knock 
                                                the 
                                                milkmaids 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                roll 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clover
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                corn's 
                                                half-cut 
                                                and 
                                                so 
                                                are 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                up 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                mat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Put 
                                                on 
                                                thy 
                                                great 
                                                big 
                                                hat
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                going 
                                                to 
                                                borrow 
                                                Gerdie
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                see 
                                                my 
                                                brother 
                                                Ernie
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there's 
                                                still 
                                                more 
                                                cider 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                bat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                to-night 
                                                we'll 
                                                merry 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                knock 
                                                the 
                                                milkmaids 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                roll 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clover
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                corn's 
                                                half-cut 
                                                and 
                                                so 
                                                are 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                up 
                                                off 
                                                me 
                                                chest,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                George
 
                                    
                                
                                                Its 
                                                time 
                                                you 
                                                had 
                                                    a 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                like 
                                                more 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                make 
                                                your 
                                                smile 
                                                get 
                                                wider
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there's 
                                                more 
                                                cider 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                west
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                to-night 
                                                we'll 
                                                merry 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                knock 
                                                the 
                                                milkmaids 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                roll 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clover
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                corn's 
                                                half-cut 
                                                and 
                                                so 
                                                are 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider, 
                                                drink 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                cider
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                to-night 
                                                we'll 
                                                merry 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                knock 
                                                the 
                                                milkmaids 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                roll 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clover
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                corn's 
                                                half-cut 
                                                and 
                                                so 
                                                are 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
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